... So, English was truly exciting to say the least. It went on for so long, it felt like a writer took three months just to get a chapter out. Well, I guess I should tell you how it went. For starters, the room was like any college classroom, with seats that are lined upwards like benches at an American football game. I took a seat in the middle row, because the top or bottom is too mainstream, just ask my hipster friends.

Soon there was a full classroom of colorful anthro ponies, and to my dismay, most of these ponies were looking at me, and as I said before, it's creepy. What's better is that the same green Unicorn from the bus was staring at me with this cute yet scary smile. It's like it said "I immediately like you, and will do things to you in your sleep that will make you unable to walk for the next week and a half."... You can take that however you want.

The worst part of this class was when the teacher came in. I wasn't expecting a totally nice person with a name like "Ms. Harshwhinny", but I had hoped for something better than what we got. This Earth Pony was heinous; she was so condescending it hurt. Now I won't complain, I can take a teacher like that, I mean, I grew up in Philly. It was just that she was so bitter, that it made me feel sorry for her. Although, if it's any consolation, she had the most rocking body I've seen on a teacher... Yup, Christmas card material right there.

Ms. Harshwhinny decided that we needed to get in shape mentally. To accomplish this, we now have to study on a famous Equestrian poet with an unknown name. Now, apparently this poet made poetry that gave insight to the treatment of stallions. Oh yeah, stallions in the times of old were treated like prizes for mares to pick and choose. This poet, who happened to be a mare, saw that stallions should be treated the same as mares. This thought process was accepted and now everypony is treated equally. This seems very interesting in the long run, but now I just want to read something else.

So now I'm sitting on a bench outside the campus reading my favorite novel "Dracula". Despite being in a country of anthropomorphic animals, I made sure to bring some classics of human literature to ease my stay here. The idea of getting my hands on Equestrian literature is certainly tempting, however, I'll stick with human classics for now.

I love vampires, I find them to be the coolest monsters I know about and cringe at the way they're treated in the media. My parents would say I was the weirdest child, liking and reading Dracula at age 6 was certainly strange. I've heard that anthros have similar creatures that live among them as a separate race. Maybe I'll see one of them here, and possibly get a date... who am I kidding.

My train of thought was cut short when I felt something tap against my foot. I looked down to find a soccer ball. I then directed my attention to my front, finally realizing I was near a soccer field. One of the first things we introduced to these anthros were sports; consequently, they became quite popular with them. A mare was gesturing me to kick the ball to her. A close inspection of the mare revealed her to be that blue Pegasus with that group of anthros from before. She was still wearing that sports bra tank top... not that I'm complaining. I decided to do what was gestured and promptly kicked the ball as hard as I could. Luckily, it landed in the middle of the field as all the anthros went back to their game. I decided to watch for a couple of seconds to take in the game... and the mares, but that's not important.

A thought came that I most likely wasn't going to get much reading done near a soccer field, so I did a Phil Fish and hightailed it out of there with my book intact. I noticed that the same mare looked at me for a little bit before she went back to her game. Now you would think that maybe this is a nice thing, but trust me, when you grow up in Philly, that is never good.

Now I'm walking along the halls of the school, praying that I can find a quiet place to read. That's when I realize this school has a freaking library. Yeah, the one good thing about this place was its vast amount of school necessities. As soon as that little tidbit came to mind, I rushed to find the door to the place. I only know what this building has thanks to the brochure, but I neglected to look at the whole map. I was wondering until I came across my objective, the library doors.

I entered only to be greeted by a very nice looking room. Nice shades of blue and white filled the walls and contrasted nicely with the brown bookshelves. I quietly took a seat at a nearby table and began to read once more. Now I can finally get up to the part where they find out about Dracula sucking the blood of the fiance of Harker. However, the feeling of eyes peering into my soul started to surface. Usually I am one not to care about such things, but this felt different; it felt a way I've never felt about strange people staring at me. I lifted my eyes from the pages to observe the room. The source of the staring was found pretty quickly though; apparently in my haste I didn't notice a mare sitting across from my seat.

What was interesting about this mare was that she was the purple mare I took interest in mere moments ago. Although, now that I look at her, she's more of a lavender color. Well, so much for my purple jokes; although, her clothes are still very purple. Now that I get a good look at this mare, she was quite cute. She had nice features, her eyes seem to sparkle in the light, and DAT HAIR. I've done some research on anthros in general and have learned that their manes can be multicolored. This mare had the most beautiful purple mane with a light stroke of lighter purple running down. I have a gay friend who's going to a beauty school and I'll tell you what, he would go crazy over these manes.

She looked down back at her book when I caught her gaze on me. I silently chuckled at the flustered mare and continued to read my book. However, without even looking up I felt her purple eyes peer back at me. I wasn't annoyed by this; I was actually quite flattered by the gesture. Although, it was rather stuffy in that library, probably bad air conditioning or something like that.

I got up and headed outside to see if I could find someplace to read more comfortably. As soon as I got up though, I noticed the lavender mare had a depressed or guilty look on her face. My guess was that she thought I went to go somewhere else because of her staring and that in turn made me feel bad. I went out of character and decided to gesture for her to follow me. The reason I say "out of character" is because I usually don't pay mind to people’s interpretations of my actions. However, I felt that doing that to this mare would be assholeish, that's a word right?

She gave me a quizzical look when I did this, but decided to follow me regardless. So here I am now, walking with an attractive mare trying to find a place to read. I was quite proud of myself, not only did I get the courage to "talk" to a female on my own, but I also didn't act like an anti-social prick. We came outside to see the lush green patches that cascaded over the beige walkway. I immediately spotted a long bench and headed towards it, the lavender mare following close behind. I took a seat and opened my book to the page I left off of. However, the mare just stood there looking like I just said I didn't like *insert popular nerdy thing here*. I was getting a little annoyed and decided to speak up to her.

"Do you want to sit down?" I asked. She gave a cute "eep" when I abruptly spoke. Without another word she sat down next to me and began to read her book. I tried to read mine as well, but I still felt the occasional glances from the mare. "You want to talk about something miss?" I asked, not caring about reading at this point. She looked at me funny and closed her book slowly.

"W-Well... um, hi, and yes, but, oh" the lavender mare was trying to find something to say. As much as I like seeing somepony be more awkward than me for once, I decided to raise my hand and offer a shake.

"Hello, my name’s Lloyd Hannigan, it's a pleasure to meet you miss..." I ended there to see if she would accept the gesture or not.

"Oh, yes, my name’s Twilight, Twilight Sparkle." Twilight said as she shook my hand in her soft one. I couldn't help but find her name adorable, even if it reminded me of a certain novel series.

"So Twilight, do you perhaps have any questions for me? Forgive me for asking so bluntly, but I've been noticing you glance at me a few times; scratch that, more like the whole time since we made eye contact." I said, breaking the ice rather harshly.

"Sorry about that, Its just I've never really seen a human before up close, I was quite shocked I even saw you."

"It's alright, I was kind of freaked out when I saw you anthros for the first time... sorry was that offensive."

"No, It's fine, we "anthros" actually like the term, gives us more diversity from the crowd." Twilight finished with a tone of pride in her voice. I laughed a little at her, her personality seemed to be something I could get used to. "What? Did I say something weird?" Twilight asked as I slowed my laughter.

"N-Nothing, so about those questions." I said, trying to change the subject.

"Oh yes, well, I guess I should start with where you were born."

"I was born in south Philadelphia."

"And that's in?"

"America."

"Oh." Twilight said with a little blush on her cheeks.

"I take it you don't know much about humans?" I asked.

"I've researched most your cultures and countries but I can never seem to tell them apart sometimes." She said as she played with her mane. "America is the country that gained its independence from... Britain was it?"

"Correct."

"Great, so what are your interests?"

"Well, I would say I'm more into computer programing."

"I think I've used one of those before, they use magic right?"

"No, it's very complicated but I'm sure if you study enough, it will make sense."

"Alright, one last question... do you like it here so far?"

"It's a little early to say, but so far it's been nice." I said with a content smile. I looked down to my wrist watch and saw it was almost time for my next class. "Damn, sorry Ms. Sparkle, I need to go." I got up as fast as I could and bolted to Equestrian History. Just before I could get to the door, I heard Twilight call over to me.

"Lloyd!"

"What?" I said as I jogged in place.

"There's a freshman party being held tonight, you think you might show up?" Twilight said with a little shyness in her voice.

"Ah, sure, I'll be there." and with that said I bolted off to history class, still imaging the lavender mare's nice face as I jogged.

Author's Note

Took bloody forever but its done. Editing is done by SilverKuriboh.